[It was the odd billowing of the tent wall that did it, as if the wind had knocked something over into the changing area. Noir sauntered over to investigate, pulling the canvas back to reveal...a boy.]

Well, well... Just look what the cat dragged in. ♪

[The easy teasing was quickly replaced with a frown, however. The boy wasn't moving much and he'd apparently taken to bleeding all over the place. Noir had seen enough of blood, guts, and broken bones to know the damage was pretty serious. And enough to know a little about patching up unlucky sods, too. Would've been nice if her boys were around to help, though. Maybe they were good for something after all.]

...Looks like it did a number on you, too. Hey, kid, can you hear me? Sorry to interrupt, but the show's not over yet.

[Noir bent down to take a better look at him, reaching to check the wound on the side of his head.]